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Zero Hour	By : lordoberon Category: Twilight Series > Slash > Edward/Jacob Views: 20117 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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DISCLAIMER: I do not make any money in the writing of this work. Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I do not.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A big thank you to my reviewers. :) I'm glad I'm not the only one intrigued by the Jacob Black/Edward Cullen pairing. woohoo!

ZERO HOUR
Chapter Two
by lordoberon
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Jacob's POV

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Jacob couldn't believe that this was happening. He had let the vampire touch him. He had let him touch him gently, and tenderly. Those fingers made him shiver, and not just because they were cold and hard as rock. How could something so demoniac be so gentle? How could that smile be so sweet?
Cullen seemed to actually mean what he was saying. Jacob could see the honesty in those black eyes. He couldn't believe he was doing this, possibly feeding the vampire's thirst for his blood, but he so wanted to touch the vampire.
Slowly, Jacob reached out, and pushed his fingers into the bronze hair. He let his fingers glide over the scalp, and closed his eyes as the soft curls moved over his skin. Then, he couldn't help it, he was lifting his other hand to join the first, and he was forced to step closer to Cullen as his fingers slid to the back of Cullen's head, no, Edward, right? He let his fingers go around the curve of that ear, and then pressed them against the vampire's cold neck. The skin did not give, it was hard and cold. How could Bella hug this creature?
And yet, as he let his fingers go over the boy's neck, and then along the perfect jaw, he thought, The cold soothes me. It feels good. But what is this feeling I have for him? I...I don't want to want him, but I do!
Jacob slid his fingers over those lips, and then down to the other boy's chest. His heart beat fast and his breath came in pants as he explored the vampire. The shirt was soft against his fingers, the body hard. He slid his arms around the other boy's waist, and then in a spontaneous move, pulled Edward forward so he could feel Edward against him. This was dangerous, he knew, for if the vampire wrapped his arms around Jacob, it could mean Jacob’s death or injury. To his surprise though, it felt good to have that firm body against him, and those arms gently moved to embrace him in return.
Then, Jacob let go and stepped away from Edward.

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Edward's POV

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Those fingers were not very gentle on Edward, but he didn't mind. They moved with curiosity and passion. He liked the hot touch of the boy's fingertips on him, and the fingers in his hair felt like a good scalp massage. What kept driving him crazy, though, was the way the boy's Adam's apple jumped frequently, reminding Edward of Jacob's nervousness, and why he was nervous...of the scent of the blood, and how he would like to press his teeth into that neck and...
He shoved that thought away firmly, and looked up at Jacob. A sweet smile played on his lips. "Jacob. Is that the end of it?"
Jacob shook his head, and when he looked at Edward he was angry. "What are you doing to me? This is all a joke, isn't it?"
A snarl ripped past Edward's throat. "No. If it were a joke, I wouldn't be salivating. I would be laughing."
Jacob looked hesitant a moment, and disgusted in another. Then, with a smile, he asked, "Are you salivating for me? Or just my blood?"
Edward rolled his eyes at the boy's smug manner. Immature. "Both," he said quietly.
Jacob looked surprised though, and his voice rose a little. "Really?"
"Yes. Really."
The boy stepped forward, and his hands took Edward's. Slowly, he brushed his fingers softly over Edward's palms, and then flipped his hands over to touch the knuckles. Then, one hand of his moved to hold the back of Edward's head, and the other clenched his left hand so hard it hurt. He leaned forward, and for a moment Edward was dizzy as that hot breath drifted so close to his nose. Then that hot, soft mouth was over Edward's.
At first Jacob was tentative, slow. His tongue flicked out to touch Edward's lips, and then he pressed his mouth to Edward's again. Then, he was opening his mouth, and Edward responded in kind. As that hot tongue thrust into his mouth, Edward felt a heat in his body. He had never felt it before, really. He had felt lust, but never acted upon it. It was always something easy to push away. But this, this feeling...was consuming!
The kiss became passionate. Jacob's mouth was pressed hard against Edward's, his tongue exploring Edward's mouth. In response, Edward pushed his tongue against the other boy's, reveling in the scent, in the hot well of Jacob's mouth. It was so burning hot. Addicting. That mouth was wild, tongue licking and sucking and those teeth biting, that tongue sliding against his incisors as if to double-check for fangs. The boy had pushed himself up against Edward, and Edward found he liked that body against him. It was warm and sweaty, muscles tight against Edward's body, rubbing against his shirt. And that heart sped up, and the pulse drove Edward mad even as the kiss felt like fulfilling a different kind of hunger, or thirst: lust.
Jacob pulled back a moment for breath, but then he dove in against for another kiss, and Edward's response was as wild as his, thrusting tongue at first and then soft and gentle, but soon again impassioned. They pulled away at the same time, Jacob gasping and his chest heaving. Edward simply smiled.

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Jacob's POV

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Wow. I can see why Bella kisses him...he's good. He's so...so...mm, hungry. Like he wants to devour my mouth, his tongue all crazy...I've never kissed anyone like that before. It feels good. He tastes good, like...I dunno. Something amazing.
Jacob laughed, and then sat down on the ground. He patted a spot next to him, and Edward sat fluidly, like water. Jacob found himself staring, staring at those black eyes, the wrists he had held, that full mouth.
Suddenly, Edward was leaning towards him, and his tongue flicked out to ghost over Jacob's ear. Jacob jumped, and then settled down again. Edward pulled away. Jacob felt a flush burn his cheeks when the vampire laughed. That laugh was like tinkling bells.
Something changed, and he felt Edward's hand gripping his hand hard, the other pressed against the ground, the muscles of the arm tight, tense. He gasped as that cold nose pressed beneath his ear, and then that mouth was kissing his neck. Over and over, Edward kissed his neck, and then he suckled at the skin so hard it hurt. Jacob groaned, letting his head fall back, and Edward caught him as his whole body fell. He found himself leaning against the other boy all of a sudden, his head resting on Edward's shoulder, those lips suctioning against his neck hungrily. He was too dizzy to feel fear as those teeth ever so lightly nipped at the skin of his neck.
No one had ever touched Jacob like this before. It was exhilarating. He felt nervousness and excitement all at once, leaping within him.
He realized, as he clenched his hands when those teeth nipped again, that he was leaning back against Edward's cold chest. One of his hands was on the ground, and the other had grabbed a hold of the vampire's left thigh.

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Edward's POV

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Edward hadn't intended to lean in so close. But he had wanted to see if Jacob's skin under his tongue would be as deliciously hot as the heat inside Jacob's mouth. So he had bent over, meaning to just lick once, but the smooth heat of the skin had made him want more. So he had licked at Jacob's ear, and laughed when the boy jumped in surprise.
Then he had pulled back, just in time to see the blush redden Jacob's cheeks. Immediately the thirst had pushed its way out of his cage, so quickly he could not hold it back. He had stared at that blush for a moment, feeling the venom coat his teeth as he watched the blood flood the boy's face. The smell came to him again, richer than ever, and then he was bending to lick that neck, to suck it, to thrust his tongue hard against it.
Jacob's groan injected lust within Edward. That sound made his muscles tense, and a heat grow in his groin. But he wanted the blood, the boy's sweet blood. Oh, it would taste so good! Edward found himself shaking at the prospect of drinking Jacob's blood. He could imagine it pouring into his mouth, bathing his lips, sliding silkily down his throat, burning in him. Oh, god. Please, let him have just one taste. One gulp.
He realized as he nestled his nose in the crook of the boy's neck that his body was reacting to having the boy lie against him. That hand clenching his thigh was making the hunger of lust come to him, but it could not overpower the thirst he felt as his teeth nipped at the boy's neck.
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